Birthday:June 1st 2003Coloration:Black Tiger and WhiteLikes:Ding-Dong LOVES cat nipPet-Peeves:Harry, his brother, and Stumpy his doggy brotherFavorite Toy:any type of string, or anything with cat nip in itFavorite Nap Spot:any where he can be left alone. Right now its on top of the shelf in our laundry roomFavorite Food:dry foodSkills:great catcher of mice and snakesDwells:
indoors and outdoors Arrival Story:Ding-Dong is a very special kitty to me. I saved his life and took great care of him. We picked him up from a shelter and he had a cough, but we were told he would get better with some medicine they gave us. About a week later, he stopped eating, and was dehydrated. We took him in ASAP and was told he wouldn't make it. But I force fed him, and gave him his meds for 2 months. He made it and we have best buds ever since. (except he doesn't like being held very much because of the force feedings we think)Bio:He has used a lot of his 9 lives already, and most of them in the first year we had him. The first thing he did was fall through our bathroom floor into the sink in the bathroom underneath. (my husband was rebuilding the bathroom and replacing the floor was part of it) The next thing he did, still with the renovation of the bathroom, he climbed in the heat vent and got stuck inside the heating duct some where. All we could hear was him meowing and walking in the duct. THANK GOD he found his way out because the heat came on and he started to get hot. (I of course turned the heat off) Then a couple of months later, he climbed into a VERY tall tree at our neighbors house and couldn't get down. My husband climbed the tree and sliced his leg open to get Ding-Dong down.Lives Remaining:5 of 9Forums Motto:DinkyI've Been On Catster Since:

dind dong's diary- keep out! i mean it! hissssss!!!!

hey! this is my first entry!!! i am 6 years old. my mom and human sister did not know that i could write a dairy. boy do i have a lot to say. well, hearry is my younger brother but he lookes older than me. and he's only 4 years old! he arrived at my lovely home when i was 3 years old. when i was 1 year old i got sick. my family had to fors feed me. also i had to get a shot every month. my family wanted a cat for me to play with. so did i! but sadly the vet told us that we hat to wait a good long year to get a play mate. why you ask? so they could make sure that i was not sick or notgoing to get sick like this. but i never did. when i was 3 years old a mother cat and her4 kittens came to live with us. later i rudly found out we were going to have to find homes for these intruders. at 4 years (2008) my human sister got sick. kind of grave sick. the docter told us a dog might help. as soon as that news got to us me and herry picked spots in the house to hide. 6 months later raechel got 100% back. but mom kept looking for a dog. raechel helped pick a dog. by the time all the paper work was done it was mom and dad's anaversury. dad has wanted a dog forever too. so mom made the dog her present. the dog was not a grate leap for me, but i can lurn to behave around stumpy (the new dog) if he can lurn manners first. now at age 10 raechel does not get grave ill any more. but that's stumpys work, not mine. my life was grate. i'm only saying"was" because my life is half over. my breed only lives 11-12 years. i wish i had known that i could tell my life to other poeple and there pets. a lot of detail, more than i could write in this entry came into these stories. plus a lot more stories. i will not beable to write to you much longer.